Chapter 14

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by _jaywish

by _jaywish

The plane touches down in Seoul, and a wave of nostalgia washes over me. It's been a week filled with bright lights, laughter, and unforgettable moments. I feel the excitement bubbling inside as I step out into the bustling airport, eager to return to my routine and the fans who've been waiting for me.

"Home sweet home," I whisper to myself, my heart racing. The memories of the music video shoot flood my mind- Sohee's corny laugh, the stunning sunset shots, and the feeling of freedom that came with every scene we shot. I can't wait to share these moments with ARMY. I pull out my phone, scrolling through the countless pictures and videos I took, a goofy grin plastered on my face.

Once I'm back at the dorm, I quickly log onto my live stream, my heart pounding with anticipation. "Hey, ARMY!" I beam, feeling their warmth wash over me. "I just got back from Los Angeles, and wow, what a trip! The shoot was amazing! I hope you guys are ready for the music video; it's going to be epic!"

I spend the next hour chatting with fans, laughing at their comments, and sharing behind-the-scenes snippets from the shoot. I can't help but glance at the chat, secretly hoping Minseo might pop in.

After wrapping up the stream, I head over to Yoongi hyung's studio. The air is thick with creativity, the walls adorned with posters and musical instruments. I can already hear the faint sound of music filtering through the door. I knock, and Yoongi hyung opens it with a lazy grin.

"Welcome back, Jeon," he says, his voice deep and raspy as he's leaning against the doorframe. "Did you miss me?"

"Always," I reply, rolling my eyes playfully as I step inside.

"I heard you had a good time," he says, smirking. "Did you meet any cute girls?"

My cheeks flush, and I try to play it cool. "Hyung, seriously." I pull out my laptop and open it, revealing the unfinished song I've been working on.

Yoongi hyung raises an eyebrow, intrigued. "What's this? You finally ready to show me?"

"Yeah, I want you to listen to it," I say, heart racing. I hit play, and the melody fills the room, pop yet heartfelt, capturing everything I felt during the trip.

As the last notes fade, Yoongi hyung leans back in his chair, a knowing smile spreading across his face. "Who's the girl you wrote this for?"

The question catches me off guard. "N-No one, hyung. Why do you say that?" I play dumb- I try to, but he's known me for years.

"See that guitar? The strings are sharp and thin- I'll slice your neck if you don't tell me." he points at his Darth Vader themed guitar, "Is my little Kookie in love?"

I can't help but blush, and the heat rises to my cheeks. "Maybe," I say shyly, avoiding his gaze.

"Spill the tea, Kookie," Hyung playfully threatens, leaning forward. "You can't just drop a bomb like that and expect me not to pry."

I swallow hard, feeling the butterflies in my stomach. "It's... well, her name is Minseo. I met her at a café a while back, and she's just... amazing. She inspired me to write this song."

Hyung's eyes widen, and a grin spreads across his face. "Minseo? So this is a love song? Wow, you really do have a type, don't you?"

"Shut up!" I laugh, feeling embarrassed but happy to share this with him. "She's just... different, you know? Calm, collected, and beautiful. I've never met anyone like her before."

"Sounds like someone has a crush," he teases, but there's genuine warmth in his tone. "I'm happy for you, Jungkook. Seriously."

"Thanks, hyung," I say, relief flooding me. "It feels good to talk about it."

"Let's release this song, then. The music video is shot perfectly- She's Sohee right? I met her a while back. Her expressions are on point. It's perfect," he says, his focus shifting to the project at hand.

We spend the rest of the afternoon working together, bouncing ideas off each other and him teasing me using the lyrics. Every moment feels lighthearted and carefree, and I can't shake the grin off my face. With Yoongi hyung by my side, I feel like anything is possible.

As we wrap up for the day, I can't help but feel a sense of hope bubbling inside me. "Maybe I'll get to see her again," I think, excitement coursing through my veins as I contemplate the possibilities ahead.